1742] To Horace Mann XXI. 'And as popular Clodius, the Pulteney of Eome, From a noble, for power did plebeian become, So this Clodius to be a Patrician shall choose, Till what one got by changing, the other shall lose XXII. 'Thus flatter'd, and courted, and gaz'd at by all, Like Phaeton, rais'd for a day, he shall fall, Put the world in a flame, and show he did strive To get reins in his hand, though 'tis plain he can't drive. XXIII. * For your foreign affairs, howe'er they turn out, At least I'll take care you shall make a great rout: Then cock your great hat, strut, bounce, and look bluff, For though kick'd and cuffd here, you shall there kick and cuff. XXIV. 'That Walpole did nothing they all us'd to say, So I'll do enough, but I'll make the dogs pay; Great fleets I'll provide, and great armies engage, Whate'er debts we make, or whate'er wars we wage, xxv. With cordials like these the Monarch's new guest Eeviv'd his sunk spirits and gladden'd his breast; Till in raptures he cried, 'My dear Lord, you shall do Whatever you will, give me troops to review. XXVI. ' But oh! my dear England, since this is thy state, Who is there that loves thee but weeps at thy fate? Since in changing thy masters, thou art just like old Eome Whilst Faction, Oppression, and Slavery's thy doom! XXVII. 'For though you have made that rogue Walpole retire, You are out of the frying-pan into the fire! But since to the Protestant line I'm a friend, I tremble to think where these changes may end!'